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Chapter Two: What The Hell Is That!
Quatre stepped into his home as silently as he could, so he wouldn't gain the attention of the other guys from where ever they were. If luck was on his side, his friends wouldn't notice the bundle in his arms until the next day, if not then let the gods be on his side. Quickly and silently, he walked to where the main leaving room was, pausing to make sure it was clear before walking in. Sighing in relief, he set the basket down on a long couch before putting the baby inside gently.
Smiling at the little thing in front of him, he stood up. "You must be hungry." He whispered as he looked down. "I'll have to go out tomorrow and get some bottles and such. I'll look if we have anything for you to eat." He spoke to her as if she could talk back. Forgetting to take her with him, he left the room while his mind was thinking on how to feed the baby, what babies actually needed and deceiving the guys. This was going to be challenging for him.
It wasn't until five minutes later, when Heero stepping into the room. He had thought he heard the front door open. Knowing it was Quatre; he had come downstairs to tell him of the vacation they had, since he had told the others of it. As he passed the couch, he froze when hearing a voice cooing.
Frowning, he turned around to stare directly into blue eyes of a little baby. The brunet, no older than twenty-one, had blinked three times while the look of 'what the hell is that' took place on his face. Suddenly, realization dawned on him and he pulled out his gun pointing it at the baby while looking around. 'Quatre wouldn't be stupid enough to bring this in here.' He thought as he looked back at the child. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked it, not knowing what else to say. He couldn't be blamed; he was trained to be the perfect soldier and not a father figure, so of course he wouldn't know a thing about babies.
His thoughts were cut off when he heard his name shouted in horror, with quick reflex, he turned to his side with the gun now pointed at Quatre. His frown deepened when he saw a bottle in his friend's hands. 'He is stupid.' He thought while he sent a glare at the blond. "What is *this* doing here?" he asked as he pointed the gun back at the baby.
Before Quatre could answer the rest of the men came from where they were in the house, to see Heero pointing his gun at a basket. Quatre immediately walked to it and picked up something they did not expect to see. Wufei scowled deeply before opening his mouth. "What's that *weak thing* doing here?" He asked angry that Quatre did such a thing. He would have expected better from his blond. His anger grew when Duo cooed and ran to Quatre all excited over the damn thing.
"Aw! Quatre she's so cute! Where did you find her?" Duo asked as he took the baby in his arms.
Quatre smiled sincerely at Duo, thanking him silently. "I found her at the park. Someone left her there." He answered. "There was no way I could leave her in the cold. Here." He added and went to the basket to fetch the note that was still tucked in. He turned to Heero who was still glaring at him. "Read this."
The brunet took the not and skimmed over it. If it was even possible his frown grew deeper as he looked at his friend. "No." he spoke firmly as he looked back at Quatre. "Take her somewhere else."
"We don't want that thing here." Wufei added. "Take her back or go to the police. I'm not sleeping under the same roof with that baby."
"Then sleep outside Wu-man." Duo said as he smiled down at the baby making her giggle and reaching to touch his face. "There's no way we are leaving her outside."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT MAXWELL!" Wufei yelled.
Quatre sighed in relief in knowing one person was on his side. He looked up at Trowa who had been watching the scene silently. The tall man locked gaze with Quatre before looking back at Heero, who still held a firm glare at the two men. "You are too kind of your own good Quatre." He spoke calmly and firmly. "If you know what you're doing, I do not mind if the baby sleeps here, but who will take care of it?"
Quatre's smile fell all of a sudden telling the guys just who would be taking care of it. They all would. Wufei was the first to object. "If you think I will stay near that baby you have something coming to you Winner." He snorted. "I will not lay a finger on that baby."
"Good." Duo replied as he snickered. "Then the baby won't be corrupted by your attitude." He laughed at the fuming man who turned to walk away, not wanting to be there anymore. "Quatre I'll help ya with the baby, but what will happen when we are on a mission? Who will take care of her?"
Quatre frowned. He hadn't thought about that. Sighing he brushed the blond bangs from his eyes. "I didn't think of that."
"Hn." Heero spoke as he kept the gun back in his pocket.
Trowa sighed as he straightened himself up. "I'll see if I can get someone." He spoke loud, enough to be heard by all as he walked away. Quatre silently thanked him as he watched the brunet walk away. He turned to see Duo still playing with the baby making faces and cooing at it. Quatre smiled while Heero was getting aggravated. Not able to take it anymore he pulled out his gun and pointed it at the braided brunet. "I'm going to kill you." He hissed dangerously, while turning off the safety latch.
Duo immediately stopped, before looking at Heero with a sheepish grin. Grunting from annoyance Heero left the room, not wanting to hear his friend's fusses of the baby. As long as he knew those two, it will be a long six months of their stay in Tokyo.
Duo lost his grin as he secured the baby closer to him. "We really need to get him away from that gun." He spoke with a hint of amusement while his eyes shined with mischief. "As well as a life."
Quatre shook his head as he chuckled. "Good thing Heero didn't hear you Duo." He whispered as he looked at the brunet.
Duo turned to him as he chuckled. "Aw that softy wouldn't hurt me." The god o death spoke as he grinned at his friend.
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Heero sighed as he fell face down on his bed. His mind was filled with so many thoughts as he closed his eyes. Moving his position on his bed he found himself staring at the ceiling with a blank expression. His mind was returning to the day he was turned into the perfect soldier. The day he had lost all feelings, but it wasn't his fault. Doctor J had threatened the one person in his life that he cared for, saying he would kill her if he didn't come with him. The girl that he fell in love with so long ago. He can still remember the hurt look on her face and how she started to cry begging him not to go. As long as he known her, had never scene her cry nor beg to anyone. He wondered if she was still leaving here in Tokyo and that if she would be appalled at what he had become. He snorted. He was appalled at his "new" self. If he was then why not her?
Sighing, he looked at the gun still in his hand. The gun he had pointed to a baby, the gun he had pointed to his friends many times. Just what was he turning into? He knew he had no choice in the matter but still. He didn't like it. He wanted to go back to his original self. If only he could meet her again. Would she still be leaving at the same place she always has been? He hoped so.
Closing his eyes, he thought about the little child down stairs. He had used to love babies. That was before he was turned into a killing machine. He grunted frustrated as he clenched the handle of the gun tighter. Why did this happen to him? Why was he pulled away from the one person that mattered to him the most? Did she still love him? Why did Quatre bring that damn baby here?! He had no answers for any of the questions he had just thought of. None what so ever and it irritated him.
Opening his Prussian blue eyes, he stared back at the ceiling in his room. "Not one day that I haven't thought about you." He whispered. A silent tear fell from his eye as he spoke her name. "Mako."
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Trowa, who had been passing the hallway, heard a voice in Heero's room. He paused by his friends room and heard him say, 'one day that I haven't though about you. Mako' He had obviously missed some of Heero's words but it didn't matter to him. A frowned settled on his handsome face as he stared at his comrade's room. He was curious on who his comrade was talking about but went against it. 'If he is ready then he will tell us.' He thought as he went to his room. Tomorrow he will look for someone suitable to take care of a baby.
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"Have you done it?" A regal and sympathetic voice was heard as blue eyes looked at the couple in front of her, a tall woman and a taller man.
"Yes your highness." The man spoke as his brown hair fell into his eyes. "Our Matsu is in the past."
"I'm sorry that this had to happen. Please for give me…"
"It isn't your fault Neo Queen Serenity." The woman quickly cut off her queen. "We were hardheaded about our feelings towards each other. I just hope my Matsu will be fine." she spoke as her emerald green eyes shined with worry.
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Author's note: Ha! This came quickly. Sorry it's so short. I'll (hopefully) make it up in the next chapter. I hope you are still interested in this. I think I'm losing my touch. Do not flame me about the Heero scene I have just finish watching the Endless Waltz for the second time and Heero was happy before he was turned into "The Perfect Soldier" You can't flame me for that. Anyway, leave off you thoughts. More of the girls' next chapter promise.
Chapter Two: What The Hell Is That!
Quatre stepped into his home as silently as he could, so he wouldn't gain the attention of the other guys from where ever they were. If luck was on his side, his friends wouldn't notice the bundle in his arms until the next day, if not then let the gods be on his side. Quickly and silently, he walked to where the main leaving room was, pausing to make sure it was clear before walking in. Sighing in relief, he set the basket down on a long couch before putting the baby inside gently.
Smiling at the little thing in front of him, he stood up. "You must be hungry." He whispered as he looked down. "I'll have to go out tomorrow and get some bottles and such. I'll look if we have anything for you to eat." He spoke to her as if she could talk back. Forgetting to take her with him, he left the room while his mind was thinking on how to feed the baby, what babies actually needed and deceiving the guys. This was going to be challenging for him.
It wasn't until five minutes later, when Heero stepping into the room. He had thought he heard the front door open. Knowing it was Quatre; he had come downstairs to tell him of the vacation they had, since he had told the others of it. As he passed the couch, he froze when hearing a voice cooing.
Frowning, he turned around to stare directly into blue eyes of a little baby. The brunet, no older than twenty-one, had blinked three times while the look of 'what the hell is that' took place on his face. Suddenly, realization dawned on him and he pulled out his gun pointing it at the baby while looking around. 'Quatre wouldn't be stupid enough to bring this in here.' He thought as he looked back at the child. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked it, not knowing what else to say. He couldn't be blamed; he was trained to be the perfect soldier and not a father figure, so of course he wouldn't know a thing about babies.
His thoughts were cut off when he heard his name shouted in horror, with quick reflex, he turned to his side with the gun now pointed at Quatre. His frown deepened when he saw a bottle in his friend's hands. 'He is stupid.' He thought while he sent a glare at the blond. "What is *this* doing here?" he asked as he pointed the gun back at the baby.
Before Quatre could answer the rest of the men came from where they were in the house, to see Heero pointing his gun at a basket. Quatre immediately walked to it and picked up something they did not expect to see. Wufei scowled deeply before opening his mouth. "What's that *weak thing* doing here?" He asked angry that Quatre did such a thing. He would have expected better from his blond. His anger grew when Duo cooed and ran to Quatre all excited over the damn thing.
"Aw! Quatre she's so cute! Where did you find her?" Duo asked as he took the baby in his arms.
Quatre smiled sincerely at Duo, thanking him silently. "I found her at the park. Someone left her there." He answered. "There was no way I could leave her in the cold. Here." He added and went to the basket to fetch the note that was still tucked in. He turned to Heero who was still glaring at him. "Read this."
The brunet took the not and skimmed over it. If it was even possible his frown grew deeper as he looked at his friend. "No." he spoke firmly as he looked back at Quatre. "Take her somewhere else."
"We don't want that thing here." Wufei added. "Take her back or go to the police. I'm not sleeping under the same roof with that baby."
"Then sleep outside Wu-man." Duo said as he smiled down at the baby making her giggle and reaching to touch his face. "There's no way we are leaving her outside."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT MAXWELL!" Wufei yelled.
Quatre sighed in relief in knowing one person was on his side. He looked up at Trowa who had been watching the scene silently. The tall man locked gaze with Quatre before looking back at Heero, who still held a firm glare at the two men. "You are too kind of your own good Quatre." He spoke calmly and firmly. "If you know what you're doing, I do not mind if the baby sleeps here, but who will take care of it?"
Quatre's smile fell all of a sudden telling the guys just who would be taking care of it. They all would. Wufei was the first to object. "If you think I will stay near that baby you have something coming to you Winner." He snorted. "I will not lay a finger on that baby."
"Good." Duo replied as he snickered. "Then the baby won't be corrupted by your attitude." He laughed at the fuming man who turned to walk away, not wanting to be there anymore. "Quatre I'll help ya with the baby, but what will happen when we are on a mission? Who will take care of her?"
Quatre frowned. He hadn't thought about that. Sighing he brushed the blond bangs from his eyes. "I didn't think of that."
"Hn." Heero spoke as he kept the gun back in his pocket.
Trowa sighed as he straightened himself up. "I'll see if I can get someone." He spoke loud, enough to be heard by all as he walked away. Quatre silently thanked him as he watched the brunet walk away. He turned to see Duo still playing with the baby making faces and cooing at it. Quatre smiled while Heero was getting aggravated. Not able to take it anymore he pulled out his gun and pointed it at the braided brunet. "I'm going to kill you." He hissed dangerously, while turning off the safety latch.
Duo immediately stopped, before looking at Heero with a sheepish grin. Grunting from annoyance Heero left the room, not wanting to hear his friend's fusses of the baby. As long as he knew those two, it will be a long six months of their stay in Tokyo.
Duo lost his grin as he secured the baby closer to him. "We really need to get him away from that gun." He spoke with a hint of amusement while his eyes shined with mischief. "As well as a life."
Quatre shook his head as he chuckled. "Good thing Heero didn't hear you Duo." He whispered as he looked at the brunet.
Duo turned to him as he chuckled. "Aw that softy wouldn't hurt me." The god o death spoke as he grinned at his friend.
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Heero sighed as he fell face down on his bed. His mind was filled with so many thoughts as he closed his eyes. Moving his position on his bed he found himself staring at the ceiling with a blank expression. His mind was returning to the day he was turned into the perfect soldier. The day he had lost all feelings, but it wasn't his fault. Doctor J had threatened the one person in his life that he cared for, saying he would kill her if he didn't come with him. The girl that he fell in love with so long ago. He can still remember the hurt look on her face and how she started to cry begging him not to go. As long as he known her, had never scene her cry nor beg to anyone. He wondered if she was still leaving here in Tokyo and that if she would be appalled at what he had become. He snorted. He was appalled at his "new" self. If he was then why not her?
Sighing, he looked at the gun still in his hand. The gun he had pointed to a baby, the gun he had pointed to his friends many times. Just what was he turning into? He knew he had no choice in the matter but still. He didn't like it. He wanted to go back to his original self. If only he could meet her again. Would she still be leaving at the same place she always has been? He hoped so.
Closing his eyes, he thought about the little child down stairs. He had used to love babies. That was before he was turned into a killing machine. He grunted frustrated as he clenched the handle of the gun tighter. Why did this happen to him? Why was he pulled away from the one person that mattered to him the most? Did she still love him? Why did Quatre bring that damn baby here?! He had no answers for any of the questions he had just thought of. None what so ever and it irritated him.
Opening his Prussian blue eyes, he stared back at the ceiling in his room. "Not one day that I haven't thought about you." He whispered. A silent tear fell from his eye as he spoke her name. "Mako."
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Trowa, who had been passing the hallway, heard a voice in Heero's room. He paused by his friends room and heard him say, 'one day that I haven't though about you. Mako' He had obviously missed some of Heero's words but it didn't matter to him. A frowned settled on his handsome face as he stared at his comrade's room. He was curious on who his comrade was talking about but went against it. 'If he is ready then he will tell us.' He thought as he went to his room. Tomorrow he will look for someone suitable to take care of a baby.
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"Have you done it?" A regal and sympathetic voice was heard as blue eyes looked at the couple in front of her, a tall woman and a taller man.
"Yes your highness." The man spoke as his brown hair fell into his eyes. "Our Matsu is in the past."
"I'm sorry that this had to happen. Please for give me…"
"It isn't your fault Neo Queen Serenity." The woman quickly cut off her queen. "We were hardheaded about our feelings towards each other. I just hope my Matsu will be fine." she spoke as her emerald green eyes shined with worry.
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Author's note: Ha! This came quickly. Sorry it's so short. I'll (hopefully) make it up in the next chapter. I hope you are still interested in this. I think I'm losing my touch. Do not flame me about the Heero scene I have just finish watching the Endless Waltz for the second time and Heero was happy before he was turned into "The Perfect Soldier" You can't flame me for that. Anyway, leave off you thoughts. More of the girls' next chapter promise.